 | Earl Douglas ; Or, Generosity Betray'd |  |
SCENE III.
Enter Earl DOUGLAS and Sir DAVID.Douglas.
My friends shall joy, while I can gladness give:
My fortune, heart, and life,—my soul is yours.
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My brother's deeds proclaim his heart aloud.—
But, ah! the deep-felt pain of generous minds,
Opprest with favours not to be repaid.
Heav'n send a time, to shew how much I hold
My life's blood cheaper than my brother's love.
Douglas.
Few are his joys, who feels but for himself:
'Tis like a God to feel with human kind,
And feast on happiness with all the blest.
The generous flame of goodness bursts from heaven
On the benev'lent heart, and beaming thence
On all around, from every glad'ned face
Again reflected, comes redoubled back.
Countess.
Thine arm, my daughter. My glad heart's o'ercharg'd,
Thy lively eyes run o'er.—Let us retire.
O worthy sons, how could I bear your loss!
—O killing thought!—How oft that thought intrudes!
O spare me, Heaven!—That loss I cannot bear!
O hear my pray'rs! Long spare to me my children.
[Exit Countess and L. B.
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